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Hopelessness · Nick Hammerich Дата выхода: Слова: In the dark depths, where the heart screams with pain, Washed with the winter winds, feeling freedom in chains. Staring at the empty chalice, the wellspring ran dry, Against the empty canvas, the life starts to petrify. In the labyrinth of mind, where shadows arise, Fades a fragile heart, under the crushing demise. Beneath the cold veneer, lies the infernal surprise, The self-made prison, where the weary soul dies. In the grip of doom, where dreams start to crumble, In the garden of gloom, where all hopes tumble, Through the ashes of despair, we continue to rumble. Feeling the veil of hopelessness, tightly drawn. Eclipsed by the silence, bound by hell's spawn, On the stage of life, we are a pawn long gone. In the grip of doom, where dreams start to crumble, In the garden of gloom, where all hopes tumble, Through the ashes of despair, we continue to rumble. Feeling the veil of hopelessness, tightly drawn. Eclipsed by the silence, bound by hell's spawn, On the stage of life, we are a pawn long gone. In the quiet realm, where nightmares play, Dances the spirit, woven in the fray. In the dance of death, where all colors gray, Still, a spark of hope is a mere heartbeat away. In the grip of doom, where dreams start to crumble, In the garden of gloom, where all hopes tumble, Through the ashes of despair, we continue to rumble. Feeling the veil of hopelessness, tightly drawn. Eclipsed by the silence, bound by hell's spawn, On the stage of life, we are a pawn long gone. #NickHammerich #Hopelessness #Metal
